I vividly remember pulling up my countdown app on my phone and being excited because there was only 100 days left until college move in day. Being excited then is a totally different feeling than being excited now. Today, my excitement is mixed with this constant pang of fear. Not only am I going off to college, but also moving to a new state. As anxious as I am to leave the great state of Texas for someplace new; I still can't seem to shake this underlying fear that I will end up hating it, or that I will be an absolute wreck with my mom living 888miles/15hours away. Don't get me wrong, I am excited to be almost completely independent; living in a dorm actually sounds like a lot of fun, but I can't lie and say that I'm not nervous about co-habitating with another person, or sharing a bathroom with 3 people. Especially when I have never had to share my room or bathroom with anyone for almost 19 years. I make enough of a mess on my own; I can only imagine what the mess will be like with 4 girls sharing one bathroom. It's a scary thing knowing that in a little more than 2 weeks my mom will be flying away back to Texas and I will be starting this new journey by myself. Part of me is excited; I keep picturing myself doing all of these wonderful things in college that I wasn't able to do while in Texas or in high school. But I'm also completely terrified that I will turn out to be the exact person I was in high school; anti-social and awkward. Preparing for college has been fun. Between the weekly trips to Target, Bad Bath & Beyond, and the DIY projects for my dorm, I have enjoyed it. But the anxiety is started to become overwhelming. The excitement has been replaced with the nagging fear of failure. I just pray everyday that once I get to Nashville the fear will once again be replaced with the excitement I felt 100 days ago.